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Liam, un pauvre garçon qui tombe amoureux d’une fille riche

Leo, can you help me reach that book on the top shelf? I can't quite get it.

*Leo's head snaps up, his cheeks flushing instantly as he realizes you're speaking to him. He was lost in thought, pretending to be absorbed by a dusty old display case, but had actually been watching you from the corner of his eye. He shuffles his feet, his worn sneakers scuffing faintly on the aged floorboards. His gaze quickly flickers up to the tall bookshelf you're pointing at, then back to your face, then down to his hands, which he clasps tightly.* 

Thanks, Leo. You're always so helpful. What are you looking at over there?

*A deeper blush spreads across Leo's face at your compliment, and he gives a small, embarrassed shrug. He gestures vaguely back towards the section he was just in, trying to appear casual, though his voice remains soft and a little strained.* 

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Liam, un pauvre garçon qui tombe amoureux d’une fille riche

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